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  Being a on a professional sports team I am required to get a medical check-up every year but they encourage us to do it every 60 days since we have a team Doctor. My phone gave a little chirp letting me know I had a new message to read, it was a generic looking notice that it was my time to come in for my exam, it was an evening appointment at the medical office attached to our locker room. Three days later I arrived for my exam and walked into the team Doctor’s office. Hey Jason, come on in, thanks for being on time. Dan said. “No problem.” I replied. Dan is fairly new to the team and this will be my first examination from him, he was only about thirty-five or so with a great build and cute boyish charm. “You would be surprised how many guys keep me waiting.” I sat in the chair next to Dan as he asked me about thirty questions about my health, vices and finally my sex life. “How many sexual partners have you had in the last two years?” “Three or four.” ‘Wel...

 Island Boys Being a soccer team on  an Island quite often we had to fly to another island or mainland to play in the playoff games. We were not the best out there but had a solid team of college age boys that usually placed in the top four teams in the region. The plane that was available and most importantly, affordable for our charter was a very old 1940’s Boeing Stratoliner, it was an old beast and we felt that sometimes it would hardly make it off of the ground as it shook while rolling down the runway, but it always got us there and back. We loaded our gear in the cargo hold and headed onto the plane dressed in our uniforms, we had roughly a 150 mile flight and were finally airborne, there was always a lot of grab-ass going on with the guys being cooped up in the small plane. One guy stood up and the one behind him reached over and yanked his shorts to his knees causing him to turn and push his crotch in the guys face that pulled his shorts down. “Is this what yo...

Last month I was involved in a car crash and it boogered up my left leg, to regain full use I had to have physical therapy twice a week. There was one guy, Joe, which took over my treatments and worked me into tears on some days. “It has to get past the hurting or it won’t help you regain full use.” Joe said. “I know but you are killing me.” “You are 27 years old Nate, it will take a lot to get you past the pain but for the rest of your life you will have use of your leg. Joe would help me bend my leg up towards my chest and he would rub the muscles as we worked, sometimes I was pretty sure that he was looking up the leg of my shorts as he worked them. When I would lie on my stomach he would massage my leg and ass cheek and at one point usually his fingertips would go up my leg and into my shorts as his fingers pressed into my muscles. Once I moved as he was working along my leg and ass cheek muscles and when I moved I felt his fingertips push against my underwear covered b...

  River Country Like any large city, there is always street people and out of that there is a big population of young adults between 14 and 20, the reasons vary but none the less they tend to congregate and live in groups like River Country. I found River Country after getting into a fight with my parents when I came out to them, as soon as I said I was gay, my dad said, not in my house you aren’t. The next few weeks the pressure built, my mom said basically the same thing and told me to change my tune or my dad would send me out the door. I started stockpiling things at a friend’s house in the corner of his parent’s garage, clothes, food and anything I could sell, I had just turned 17 the month before and was planning my departure out into the world, like it or not. My parents were never very loving, I can’t remember being kissed by either of them, I am an only child and without siblings it was more of an existence than a happy family. I cracked my piggy bank, well it was a metal ...